In the beginning was afraid; but after the first several cases, I had only pity. I’m like a creature just wakened up. Why had he glanced up—quite in that way?. The detective rapidly sketched the appearance of the room in his notebook, and picked up the pistol from under the table. His features were regular, and finely-formed; his complexion bright and blooming,—a little shaded, however, by travel and exposure to the sun; and, with a praiseworthy contempt for the universal and preposterous fashion then prevailing, of substituting a peruke for the natural covering of the head, he allowed his own dark-brown hair to fall over his shoulders in ringlets as luxuriant as those that distinguished the court gallant in Charles the Second's days—a fashion, which we do not despair of seeing revived in our own days. He touched her breast as if he was testing the waters of a cold lake.
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